dancing in the street like a david lynch movie
It's very cold. To me, anyhow. This may be my favorite season but I do not deal well with the cold.
I bundled up in my gloves and flight jacket and argyle knee socks under my pants and walked down to the store to return tomorrow's movies. [The Break-Up was just meh and I mostly skipped ahead; The Omen was passable horror and David Thewlis is yummy.] Tony and Scot were working and Amanda was hanging out. It seems like we all gravitate over there at the same time lately.
Amanda mentioned that American Hardcore is playing at the Guild. The last showing was at ten, when we close, so Scot let Tony go early and the three of us went to see it. It was good. It made me think of times long past. And it was good to be out and about with friends unexpectedly, when I've been in the house all day and only meant to run a quick errand.
Another reason I am glad I stopped by the store? My print of Tango With Evil arrived! It's so gorgeous. I'm going to get it framed but it seems to be begging to be matted also. What color matte do I get? Many of you know the piece I mean because I've been searching for it for a thousand years, but just in case, it's the painting used in my icon. Red or green?
Our feature film is now on YouTube. It's blurry but brilliant. Mike spliced it all together and wrote an original song for the soundtrack. Mike is the star. Tony is the boy who consoles me, and the voice at the end reading the receipt. I'm in the pink and black shirt, and only in one scene because I filmed most of it. The other girl is Amanda. The Movie Groove kitty also makes an appearance. Her name is Kitty.
Other things you need to know: this poor man was dancing in our parking lot. He probably couldn't help it. That's where it all started, and then it got out of hand.
Mike followed him around in Whole Foods, and then filmed some scenes of his own death outside.
Please imagine it. Mike threw himself to the sidewalk outside, surely in front of people, and filmed himself with his cell phone pretending to die.
In the scenes where Mike is obnoxiously loud, he is imitating a real customer.
'Watermelon' and 'eggplant' are things that people on stage can say to appear as though they are speaking.
That is our video store. These are my co-workers. I love them very much.
I bundled up in my gloves and flight jacket and argyle knee socks under my pants and walked down to the store to return tomorrow's movies. [The Break-Up was just meh and I mostly skipped ahead; The Omen was passable horror and David Thewlis is yummy.] Tony and Scot were working and Amanda was hanging out. It seems like we all gravitate over there at the same time lately.
Amanda mentioned that American Hardcore is playing at the Guild. The last showing was at ten, when we close, so Scot let Tony go early and the three of us went to see it. It was good. It made me think of times long past. And it was good to be out and about with friends unexpectedly, when I've been in the house all day and only meant to run a quick errand.
Another reason I am glad I stopped by the store? My print of Tango With Evil arrived! It's so gorgeous. I'm going to get it framed but it seems to be begging to be matted also. What color matte do I get? Many of you know the piece I mean because I've been searching for it for a thousand years, but just in case, it's the painting used in my icon. Red or green?
Our feature film is now on YouTube. It's blurry but brilliant. Mike spliced it all together and wrote an original song for the soundtrack. Mike is the star. Tony is the boy who consoles me, and the voice at the end reading the receipt. I'm in the pink and black shirt, and only in one scene because I filmed most of it. The other girl is Amanda. The Movie Groove kitty also makes an appearance. Her name is Kitty.
Other things you need to know: this poor man was dancing in our parking lot. He probably couldn't help it. That's where it all started, and then it got out of hand.
Mike followed him around in Whole Foods, and then filmed some scenes of his own death outside.
Please imagine it. Mike threw himself to the sidewalk outside, surely in front of people, and filmed himself with his cell phone pretending to die.
In the scenes where Mike is obnoxiously loud, he is imitating a real customer.
'Watermelon' and 'eggplant' are things that people on stage can say to appear as though they are speaking.
That is our video store. These are my co-workers. I love them very much.